Blacktail Deer Plateau I killed Mufasa

Her eyes went wide, full of terror as some of her senses abruptly returned to her. They rolled in her head before finding and pinning to Pura's face. It took her a few seconds for recognition to register, then a high-pitched wail of, "Pura!" squeezed up from her lungs, past a rapidly beating heart, rasping off her chapped lips.

What happened next was either very fortunate or very unfortunate, depending on how you looked at it. Pura latched onto one of Junior's mutilated forelegs, causing her to screech like a banshee. Everyone on the plateau surely heard it. Everyone in the Teekon Wilds probably heard it. Just the one scream, then Junior fell into a nearly silent bout of whimpers as tears wobbled in her eyes.

Her instincts warred. On one hand paw, they wanted her to cling to the rock face, lest she fall to her death. On the other, they commanded her to wrench loose from Pura's grip, lest she die from the pain. It was a stalemate and she just went limp, leaving her fate in her younger brother's hands paws.